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Indeed, her infatuation and caprices are akin to the flighty perversity of a disordered imagination; and another turn of the wheel of good or evil fortune would have sent her to keep company with Hogarth's Merveilleuses in Bedlam, or with Decker's group of coquettes in the same place.

Chippewa's East-End set bought the knowing type of hat, and the mill hands and hired girls bought the naïve ones. But whether lumpy or possessed of that indefinable thing known as line, Sophy Decker's hats were honest hats. The world is full of Aunt Sophys, unsung. Plump, ruddy, capable women of middle age.

A little grass peninsula running out between the river and a narrow lagoon, a part of Decker's ranch, two miles by water below the Springs and half a mile from Decker's Ferry, set all about with a hedge of rose, willow, and wild-currant bushes, sword-grass, and tall reeds, the grasses enormous, like Japanese decorations, crossing the darks of the opposite shore and the lights of the river and sky.

Decker's Lanthorne and Candle-light, or the Bellman's Second Nights-Walke, 1609, a tract which was reprinted under more than one different title. Mr. It is unnecessary to be too curious in searching for the exact meaning of the phrase, but, as Dr.

Of course she could not recognize him disguised thus with the beard on his face, and his dark, tanned skin. She did not recognize him, and he was glad, yet sore at heart. He had had all he could bear, and for the rest of the morning he wrote letters, sitting in his room at Decker's hotel. Only two letters, but one was a very long one to Amalia Manovska.

"Ten minutes a'terwards he was dying acrost my knees on the spar-deck of the Don. "'Has she struck, Bill? he whispers, coughing.... "'The three decker's struck, sir, says I, 'and the four-decker's strikin. "He shuts his eyes. "'Then I can depart in peace, he sighs. 'Tell Marjory I done my duty. "And he up and died." There was a cough in the darkness.

Mrs Decker's face had paled, but now flushed again. "No," she said; "only a little pain here," as she again placed her hand upon her corsage. "Can I do any thing for you?" said Mr. Decker, rising with affectionate concern. "Run over to the hotel and get me some brandy, quick!" Mr. Decker ran. Mrs Decker closed and bolted the door, and then, putting her hand to her bosom, drew out the pain.

There was an answering roar from a hundred throats and a mob rushed on Wallbridge with the apparent intent of tearing him limb from limb. Wallbridge's offer was snapped up at once, but a few weak-kneed holders of the stock threw small blocks on the market. These were taken up at once, and Decker's brokers were bidding sixty- five.

Decker, empowering the latter to receive and retain for his use and subject to his order, whatever, on such a settlement, should appertain to him. This note was left on Mr. Decker's table, and in one hour after leaving his office Horace Maitland was advancing to Liverpool with the rapidity of steam.

"Quite a tragic little romance," Gerald said. "What a lot of mischief you women have to answer for, Mrs. But Miss Lady did not hear him, she was still leaning forward absorbed in Decker's narrative. "If he comes home, in answer to your cable, when can he get here?" she asked. "Not before Christmas I should say."

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